» WingClan, a chicken clan ЯР 'Fly with the breeze.

[Delta1_05]

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Woah! Does he have powers?

BrookChick shook her head, dizzy. She saw stars, but they gradually cleared and she saw around her tatty, old dirty feathers. She sneezed from the dust that emanated from them. "Thanks."

No, he's just really fast! I should've specified that he darted over and struck them down.

He cracked a smile at her before setting her down.

Wow, he could be really useful to any clan. Is he staying?

"Where'd you learn to fight like that?"

 

[BirdNut]

He said in a deep, gruff voice, "Watching, mostly, and spending time alone to think about each move--" he coughed, "...and how to improve it. I had a lot of alone time on my hands."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Thunderpaw stared curiously at him

 

[Delta1_05]

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"Really? And why was that? Didn't you live with a clan?"

 

[BirdNut]

"Why? Because I was incarcerated in a dank little den for most of my life." he replied, a damaged nerve causing his head to twitch slightly. "I lived with the birds that fed me, and I watched their training and interaction from a crevice."

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

*Why* Thunderpaw asked

 

[Delta1_05]

BrookChick cringed. "That must've been terrible. No wonder your feathers are in such a bad state! I could find something to spruce you up a bit..."

She tried to remember what she'd been taught about herbs before.

"Who kept you there?"

 

[BirdNut]

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"It's a long story, if you're interested in listening." he answered.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

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"It's a long story, if you're interested in listening." he answered.

He shrugged *I have time*

 

[BirdNut]

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"Who? The clan, if you can even call it that, of BlackWood; under rule of both BlackStar and succeeded by his son DarkStar." he replied.